Dancing On Air

“Announcing Specialist Ronon Dex and Coordinator Rose McKay.” Said the Marine who was playing as herald for the night. Heads turned, especially from the Genii contingent, those who recognized the name McKay, and several gasped upon seeing it not to be Rodney.
Rose smiled enigmatically, the folds of her dress curling softly around her legs. Down on the main floor, her brother turned towards the steps she was slowly descending down, her arm latched through Ronon’s. He nodded, his eyes going to Ronon’s and accepting that his sister had made this choice.

“Hey Roddie.”
“Rosalyn. You look gorgeous as usual.” Rodney used a pet name for his twin, watching her blush at his compliment. “Did your two projects turn out well?” His twin smiled softly, her eyes tracing the more important project as the Specialist made his way around the room, stopping to speak with several of the Genii warriors.
“Ah, that they did.” She smiled, and Rodney recognized the look in her eyes. He was unsure if he should warn Ronon, then decided not to. It would be much more pleasant to watch the Sataedaen be slowly captured, thinking that it was he who was doing the capturing. Rose was head over heels for him. “Did you finish the light show for tonight?”
“The music’s “We’ve Got Music To Do” from Pippin.” Rodney said, affirming the question. “Go work your magic.”

“You must be Doctor Masova.” Ronon looked up from where he was speaking with Doctor Masova’s brother, a warrior who was high in the command of the Genii army. Rose had gone up to the pretty young man. “I am Rose McKay. My brother Rodney has spoken of your expertise.”
Ronon’s head shot up. This was new. Since when did Rose comment on expertise? She always seemed to disdain it. Especially the Genii scientists that she had spent several hours in close company with.
“Your brother has spoken of your beauty.” Ronon blinked, his hand going to one of his knives at Doctor Masova’s words.
“That’s funny. I never said that Rodney had commented positively on your skills.” Ronon smirked, and the doctor flushed red with anger. “I wouldn’t have told you that, but you commented on my looks. My brother would never have spoken of my looks.” The Doctor rushed away, and the Warrior Masova laughed.
“Well, that was productive for you.” He laughed. “Jono has gotten too cocky lately. Nice to see him turned down flat.” Ronon growled deep in his throat. “No worries, I’m Jono’s older brother Jaian. Jono’s always gone after skirts. Should’ve gone into the pleasure houses.” Ronon raised an eyebrow.
“It’s a Genii custom. I spoke with the council that leads the Pleasure Corps to to help arrange the feasts. The Genii, if I understand it correctly, see the performance of sex as a holy duty.” Rose explained. “That actually applies to all sorts of consenting pleasure.”
Jaian nodded, his eyes twinkling. He’d met the Doctor McKay on the Genii homeworld, and the man had told him stories about his sister, funny anecdotes that had come from a shared childhood.
“Your brother is an admirable man.” Jaian stated, and Rose smiled.
“He’s taken.” She didn’t say by whom, but Jaian could guess.
“And he is not either of the two I am interested in.” Across the room, Rodney snickered at the warrior’s words. His little sister would have two men to keep her warm.